"Sooooooo very deep, it gagged my smile." |
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It was so pervasively deep during the late night HRA-Landform love-in that you needed hip waders to navigate council chambers. At the eye of the storm, the front table, it was heaviest, soggiest, and so deep that decency and good sense ended up snowed under. So thick that only money could move with apparent, unrestrained ease.